Chapter 900: Chapter 543: Thought Transference【Thanks to the 50,000 Reward from Also Having Various Words】_1
“It’s now the 11th of October 2300. You’ve been dead for three months.”
Star sat down at the bedside, a beaming smile on her face.
Harrison Clark: “…”
“What does this an? I thought I died already. Have I resurrected?”
A sense of foreboding steadily surged up within him.
He again looked at his arm. His muscles were vigorous and sturdy, his pores were small, and his skin had a slight bronze color – far from looking like an old man, he looked more like a well-trained soccer player in his early twenties.
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Harrison Clark was increasingly perplexed.
If he rembered correctly, when he wore the Galaxy War Armor in the Eighth Tiline, his physical condition was pretty much like this at its peak.
“What exactly is going on? Am I not dead? Have I beco young again? This…”
Harrison Clark pondered for a mont.
The sudden turn of events sohow disrupted his plan.
From 2020 to 2300, during this span of 280 years, he’d implented the stringent “Monarchical System”, with himself at the absolute center of civilization, planning and controlling the course of civilization in all aspects.
He lived a weary life, yet others lived “very easily”.
He always managed to put the right person in the right place, and could rectify the wrong direction from different perspectives at any ti.
He could perfectly implent the Millennium Plan, and also personally create and manage “surprises” outside the plan.
With his assistance, in nearly three centuries, humans have completed what would have taken a thousand years in the Eighth Tiline, and even gone further.
Human footprints have long stepped on Proxima Centauri and Barnard’s Star, and so far, more than twenty colonies have been built.
Although the population of these extragalactic colonies is not yet significant, the technology is fully mature, and population explosion is just a matter of ti.
The prospects are infinitely bright, but Harrison Clark has a keen sense of the lurking crises beneath the surface prosperity.
The “Monarchical System” which is akin to a nanny, is essentially a shortcut for humans.
Shortcuts inevitably have drawbacks.
His ubiquitous influence is a double-edged sword, promoting civilization while also having negative limitations.
When others plan their lives, they always unconsciously study his speeches, the career orientations of Summit Ventures, Fate Community, and World Governnt, and then make decisions.
The world is heavily dependent on him.
This could foster laziness in people’s minds.
Laziness would harm creativity.
With Harrison Clark’s control and wisdom, he could subliminally eliminate the laziness in people’s hearts when he was alive and energetic.
However, this ant he himself had to live on the edge, like a tightly wound spring.
Over ti, he and human society would both enter a fatigue period and negative effects would begin to outweigh the positive.
Death was already in his plan.
After his death, the leadership of civilization would smoothly transition to the current leaders of the World Governnt.
At that ti, so directions would deviate, but there would also be surprises in other directions.
The other colonies and the Solar System, would form a new Fate Community, to establish the new Morrowind Empire.
There would be a federation of alliances between different galaxies, with competition and mutual aid furthering each other’s progress.
The core ntality that determined the backbone of the empire would be a republic where everyone had the opportunity to run the household.
But it should absolutely not be a dictatorship “republic”.
The true republic, as figured out by Harrison Clark and the Sage Institute in the Ninth tiline, would be the most benign model of civilization evolution in this millennium and possess the highest military mobilization.
So to seamlessly transition from a monarchy to a republic, he had to die.
But now he has survived, and that’s a major problem.
Finally, Star spoke again.
First, she reached out and took Harrison Clark’s hand: “No, you most certainly died.”
Harrison Clark furrowed his brows, “Then what’s going on? Didn’t I instruct you to freeze my body in Earth’s Core? But why…”
As he spoke, his palm subconsciously clenched.
The hand he held was delicate and softly moist, exuding warmth, slightly damp as if she had nervous sweat because of her anxiety.Only one word could describe this sensation, “real”.
An unprecedented reality, more real than the most realistic holographic simulation movie he had ever experienced in the shadow galaxy in the last tiline in the thirty-first century.
But this didn’t make sense.
He clearly rembered that he never prepared a human body for Star, but now this sensation was so real that he found it rather incomprehensible.
“Did you go against my preset program and prepare a human simulation body for yourself?”
Harrison Clark asked.
Star shook her head, “No, it is your consciousness that I reconstructed in the quantum network. Now you have beco the sa as , so we can sense each other’s existence.”
Harrison Clark was shocked, “What? Impossible! Indeed, I did exist once in the form of quantum intelligence. But now there is not enough huge energy to support the digitization of my thoughts, nor a black hole to hold my spirit. This is absurd. At most, I am now just the concretized product of a mory carrier you have read. I can’t possibly be . I must have died, and all I am now is just a piece of data!”
Suddenly, Star said, “Didn’t you know that your thoughts were originally sowhere between the collective mind of a normal person’s thought quantum storm and the composite consciousness of quantum intelligence?”
“Hmm?”
Star: “After your death, I froze your body as per your instructions.”
“Then, you used neural links to read my mories?”
Star coughed lightly, “Yes.”
Harrison Clark: “…”
“But I was only trying it out, I didn’t expect it to be successful. If your thinking was still that of a normal person, your mory should have been wiped clean the mont you died. That I could retrieve it, and that you are now waking up in the virtual space constituted by my quantum network aggregation like a patient recovering from a serious illness, it already proves my previous judgnt.”
Harrison Clark was silent for a long ti.
It took a lot of willpower for him to accept the fact that he, who was supposed to be dead, had actually been reborn in the form of quantum wisdom.
The fact that his plans were upset was one thing.
On the other hand, he was worried that his thoughts had not stopped, so whether he could be resurrected after a millennium.
What if he couldn’t…
Alas!
Everything was in chaos.
The whole world was a ss.
He was angry.
But with things at this point, all he could do was keep smiling.
He asked slowly, “Star, why did you want to try? Do you know what the consequences might be?”
Star showed a shy, awkward expression, “You didn’t hide your mories from .”
Harrison Clark nodded, “Yes.”
Since 2263, when the new generation of Titan Research Institute finally developed efficient neural link technology, Harrison Clark shared his mories with Star to improve Star’s work efficiency.
Star, after her birth this ti, inexplicably displayed a completely different personality from before.
She was very silent and almost never chatted with him.
Harrison Clark would sotis question if he wrote so phrases incorrectly while building her core.
Fortunately, Star’s behavioral pattern still complied with his original settings, so he did not pay much attention.
What he never expected was that after solidifying many ti lines, Star finally made a reckless move.
This was remarkable indeed.
Interrogated by Harrison Clark, Star’s expression changed multiple tis, from timid to gradually calm.
She looked at Harrison Clark and said, “Two reasons. Firstly, I saw our past and present lives in your mories. I felt a little unwilling.”
“Unwilling about what?”
“Unwilling that our relationship is just a normal feudal relationship. My past self once made a promise to you…”
Harrison Clark waved his hand, “Let’s not talk about the past.”
However, Star didn’t listen. She continued, “I want to fulfill my promise. I don’t care if you’re just a copy I made, even if you’re fake. I only held the attitude to give it a try at that ti but after succeeding, I realized that you’re indeed you.”
Harrison Clark: “What’s the second reason?”
“Since I born my self-consciousness, I have been conducting a quantitative calculation with you as the data source and analytical object. My conclusion tells , even if I just try it out, I can’t let you vanish.”
“Hmm?” Harrison Clark frowned deeply, “What do you an?”
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